I Am My Mom.. Revisited



I had promised myself that “Hell’s kitchen” will never make its way here again, but I can’t resist today. The first ever full Bihari lunch that I made – and it reminded me of the lunches that my grandfather used to have.. And all those childhood Sundays at home and Mousi’s professors’ quarter and Mami ka ghar… And then many years later, again in Bombay :-) This is the food I’ve grown up on. And today after all the cooking, my hands smell like Ma’s :D

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